Elena
My weak eyelids fluttered open as it trailed through the walls of my room, up to the slightly opened window, and I could see it was dawn already, too early for anyone to get out of bed, except for me. Sighing, I rose quickly to my feet as I pushed the door open and ambled straight to the kitchen to prepare today's breakfast before others woke up.
"Elena.". Celine's voice called from behind as I shuddered, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood upright.
I slowly spun to face her. "Can... can I help you with something?". I stuttered as she opened her mouth to say something, but for some reason the words seemed stuck in her throat, as her eyes gleamed with darkness, making her look like an entirely different person.
I really didn't understand why Celine was suddenly acting so
